ran into someone who graduated hs with us while i was paying for booze in quarters. i love it when people from my past catch me in my classier moments.
week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
just used a paint mixing cup as a shot glass. thank u art school.
the only good thing about him lasting five minutes was that nobody thinks i had sex with him or that im a slut because we were only in the bathroom for five minutes
Monday: I just need a drink Tuesday: OMG no more this week! Wednesday: oh shit how'd I get drunk Thursday: I'm glad you've stopped the pretenses
I woke up in the closet and then I found my shirt in a bag of Doritos... how does that work out?
I am making pancakes and watching Spongebob Squarepants. My life is a waste of youth.
Me and the guy at the liquor store are on a first name basis, college is all about networking.
I woke up at 5:47 in the morning to you peeing on my parents bedroom floor. I think we've established that you have a limit .
When I said to give it to me hard and fast, I didn't mean like 15 seconds fast.
He said I looked like a ballsack and I tried to choke him out with my Ghostbusters pajama pants. Happy fucking Halloween.
Can I just go to one establishment in which I haven't banged anyone ?
so i realized that he's only my physical relationship and beer is my emotional relationship...
I mean, drunk me really liked him, maybe sober me will too. Who am I to deny fate?
She is either doing really drawn out crunches or trying to sniff her boobs...She's lying on her back with her hand behind her head, forcing her head into the cleavage that's ok to expose and then moves her head back and then does it again.
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